Chapter 201

After the intense and carnal battle with the Indian Hindu sect leader and two others on November 30, 2018, Kexin lay completely drained and limp on the bed—a sodden, filthy mess soaked with sweat, her own love juices, and semen. Her mind was utterly blank; her delicate mouth gasped softly like a fish stranded on a cutting board, still bearing the traces of the three men’s oral release. Her enchanting eyes shimmered with a dazed, seductive allure, and her beautiful face was flushed a fiery red. Her soft, snow-white body was covered in dried, crusted patches of semen, trembling and quivering uncontrollably. From her tender honeyed passage and the tight rosebud behind, streams of fluid—a mixture of the three men’s semen and her own arousal—trickled out, leaving a stark, wet stain on the sheets, as if savoring the memory of the raw passion that had just taken place.…